Misty poured some of the hot tea out of the little pot and into a cup. She added the sugar and the milk."How did you sleep, Ashley?" she asked, as she...stirred the drink."."Very well, thank you, Misty." she said, hoping it wasn't too obvious a lie.The black woman handed Ashley the tea."Do you have time to sit down and talk to me for a few moments?" the white girl asked. I feel the need for a little company this morning." Certainly," Misty said.She sat on the edge of the bed and moved her leg up. It was huge. Thick and long. She jerked it off until it was hard. She turned around and faced me with back against his chest and stomach. He started grabbing her chest while kissing her neck and ear. All I could do was watch this stranger grope and fondle my wife. It was so hot.She laid down on the bed right next to me, on her back. He got on top of her and started kissing her and she watched me watch them. Her eyes locked on mine as he started to have his way. He took her thong off. That beautiful round face no longer looked so innocent. ‘Why don’t you come and get some?’ Hypnotically, I did as I was bid, crossing the bedroom towards them. Kumico took hold of my arm, pulling me down to my knees infront of her still-standing husband, her small hand reaching for her camera again. ‘Well, Tiffany?’ the Geisha-looking beauty softly asked, staring me directly in the eyes. ‘Why don’t you show us if a white woman can suck cock equally as well as her Japanese counterpart?’ She. I pounded in and out of her tight little hole, feeling it squeeze my dick like nothing I had ever felt before, it was like sticking your cock in a spring loaded vice. But she seemed to enjoy it, as every 5 minutes she reached orgasm after orgasm, soaking my balls and both our thighs, as well as making a very noticeable wet patch on the sheets. We must have been like that for at least an hour, maybe less, before I finally felt my own release coming. My balls tightened, my cock twitched. I.